them, yet was none the less a disturbing influence. They made haste to find seats, after which a constrained silence followed.
There could be no doubt of Miss Blessing's amiable nature. She looked about with a pleasant expression, half smiled—but deprecatingly, as if to say, "Pray, don't be offended!"—at the awkward silence, and then said, in a clear, carefully modulated voice : "It is beautiful to arrive at twilight, but how charming it must be to ride home in the moonlight; so different from our lamps!"
The guests looked at each other, but as she had seemed to address no one in particular, so each hesitated, and there was no immediate reply.
"But is it not awful, tell me, Elizabeth, when you get into the shadows of the forests? we are so apt to associate all sorts of unknown dangers with forests, you know," she continued.
The young lady thus singled out made haste to answer: "O, no! I rather like it, when I have company."
Elwood Withers laughed. "To be sure!" he exclaimed; "the shade is full of opportunities."
Then there were little shrieks, and some giggling and blushing. Miss Blessing shook her fan warningly at the speaker.
"How wicked in you! I hope you will have to ride home alone to-night, after that speech. But you are all courageous, compared with us. We are really so restricted in the city, that it's a wonder we have any independence at all. In many ways, we are like children."
"O Julia, dear!" protested Anna Warriner, "and such advantages as you have ! I shall never forget the day Mrs. Bockaway called—her husband's cashier of the Commercial Bank" (this was said in a parenthesis to the other guests)—
